I’m about to vomit out a bunch of thoughts, and I’m not sure any of this is going to make sense by the end, but. I’ve been thinking a LOT about these three lines in RE4make:
“You haven’t changed. You just think you have.”
“You can’t save her. You can’t save anyone.”
“This time, it has to be different...”
I’ve seen people focus in on that Krauser line and tie it directly back to Sherry, which is cool! Even as recently as five years ago, people completely glossed over Sherry’s impact on Leon’s life, and it’s cool that the remakes have had people digging into his character and realizing “oh shit, literally everything that happens to him after RE2 is because of his paternal love for Sherry.”
But... Krauser’s line is about more than just her.
With the remake turning Krauser into Leon’s combat trainer, chances are he knows about everything that happened in Raccoon City. And I don’t mean, like. He read a government file. Leon probably told him.
In OG, Krauser and Leon have this exchange of dialogue:
Krauser: “What is it that you fight for, comrade?”
Leon: “My past, I suppose.”
Krauser: “Hmph. Umbrella.”
It was axed completely from the remake, because it doesn’t make sense for it to happen in the remake. If Krauser was Leon’s trainer, that question was probably asked very early in their relationship. And since they weren’t currently in a fight to the death, and because they weren’t already six years removed from Raccoon City, chances are, Leon’s answer was a bit more involved than just “my past.”
So, let’s back up a little bit. In RE2make, they basically turned Kendo into a completely different character. OG Kendo was literally just there to point a shotgun at Leon and/or Claire and then go “oh my bad you’re not a zombie” and hook them up with some guns before he gets eaten. In RE2make, he’s a desperate and terrified father just trying to spend his last few moments with his infected 6 or 7 year old daughter before she turns. After he shuts the door on Leon and Ada, Leon turns to Ada and says, “Protecting people like that is why I joined the force.”
But Leon doesn’t protect or save Kendo or his daughter. He doesn’t protect or save... anyone. Every single person that Leon comes into contact with and tries to save dies horrifically -- and some, he even has to kill, himself (Marvin Branaugh). The only people who make it out of Raccoon City alive are people who saved themselves (Claire and Ada).
Of course, there is Sherry. But Leon didn’t save Sherry; Claire did. ESPECIALLY in remake canon, since nearly all of Leon’s scenes with Sherry got severely shortened or removed completely in RE2make.
But then, when Claire entrusts Sherry to Leon’s care (on his own insistence, per her RE3 epilogue), he goes and fucks that up, too. Gets her kidnapped and held hostage indefinitely by the federal government, and the only thing he can do about it is do exactly as they say and just hope they keep their end of the bargain and not hurt her.
So, when Krauser says “You can’t save anyone,” he means anyone. Ever. And even up to that point in RE4... Leon got the two officers who drove him into town killed, and he watched Luis die a slow, agonizing death right in front of him. And then, past that point, Leon has to kill Krauser with his own hands. Then he watches Mike die.
Ashley is literally Leon’s first and only success story, up to this point in canon. (And even when you go all the way up to current-day canon, Ashley is one of... three? People? I can think of? Total? Who Leon actually saves?)
So, Leon saying, “This time, it has to be different,” he doesn’t just mean Sherry. He means Ada. He means Kendo. He means Marvin. He means the entirety of Raccoon City. He’s staring down a repeat of what happened back then, not in terms of the bioterror situation, but in terms of his own personal failures. His survivor’s guilt. He can’t handle the thought that he’ll be the only person to walk away again -- and he refuses to be.
And that’s why Ada’s line bothers me so fucking much.
I mean, first of all -- Ada, you haven’t seen this man in six years, and you’ve spent a total of like five minutes with him since meeting up with him again here, so how the fuck would you even know -- but even aside from that...
To be clear: she’s right.
But she’s also wrong.
Leon has changed -- to an extent. In RE2 (OG or remake), Leon honestly believed that if it was lawful, then it was also morally right. He doesn’t believe that anymore. There’s no more “letting the law sort it out” or trusting in the power of authority for him anymore. His moral compass has been boiled down to: “If you hurt or murder innocent people, you’re a fucking asshole, and I don’t really care who you are, I’ll kill you myself.”
RE2 Leon was willing to hear people out and give them an honest benefit of the doubt -- even Annette Birkin. RE4 Leon just tells people to shut the fuck up before opening fire.
RE2 Leon was honest and trusting to a fault, and he felt stronger as part of a team. RE4 Leon is suspicious almost to the point of paranoia, and he just wants to be left the fuck alone to do his job.
These are all things that were really important to who Leon was in Raccoon City, and they’re reasons why things turned out the way they did for him, back then.
But at the same time, Ada’s right in saying that, at the core of it all, Leon is still that kind-hearted, decent guy who just wants the good guys to win and the bad guys to lose. That’s why it hits him somewhere sensitive when Krauser says: “You can’t save anyone.”
It’s just that, now, the way he approaches it is different. His outlook on life in terms of his goals is different. His expectations for it have changed.
So, if Leon had been smarter/wittier, he absolutely could have turned it around on her and said: “No, I’ve definitely changed. You just think I haven’t.”
And not only would that sound threatening as fuck, he’d also be right. They both would be, at that point.
And for all of those major parts of him to have changed and still be facing down the possibility of failing every single person he comes across, especially Ashley...
"This time, it has to be different.”
And this time, it was.
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Holy hell Becca! Subby dbf!bucky is doing things to me 😮💨 do you think he’d be into pegging?
Oh HELL yes, I feel like he'd looove pegging and I think it might not be something he'd ever had the confidence to ask a partner for before now?
And maybe he's a little bit anxious asking for it but he has absolutely no need to be. Not when he sees how your eyes light up at the suggestion. You go shopping together, picking out everything you'll need, talking through the size he thinks he'd be comfortable with and it's exciting that he doesn't just pick the smallest one.
But when it comes to actually pegging him, you're a little surprised by how quickly he wants things to progress. One of your fingers inside him feels so good, he's desperate to know what two is like. "Oh fuck baby, that's so good. Gimme another one." He grunts, getting so lost in the unfamiliar sensation.
You pull back out slowly, lining a second, lubed up finger beside the first before sliding them both into him and the way he takes them is mesmerising. He lets out a long, continuous groan at the stretch, whimpering when he feels you get to the second knuckle and then as deep as your fingers will allow.
"Is that okay?" You question softly, noticing he hasn't opened his eyes in a few minutes.
"Okay? It's fuckin' magic, princess. It's taking everything in me not to fuck myself on your fingers." He's breathless and oh, it's far too hot.
"What are you waiting for, Buck? If you want my fingers, you're gonna have to work yourself on them." You curl them just a little inside him, hearing him hiss in delight.
"I'm waiting for your cock, love. I don't want to lose my cool before I've got it because if I start to fuck your fingers, I won't be able to stop." That hits you harder than you expected, arousal making your gut tighten.
There's nothing in you that wants to deprive him of your cock. Nothing at all. Once the straps are tight around your hips and thighs and you've lubed the length up, you arrange him so he's on his hands and knees, his ass in the air and Lord, he looks like he was made to be in this position. His back arches beautifully, letting inch after inch sink into him.
"Oh my God, sweetheart, that's perfect. Fuck, I'm so full." He groans, his head buried in the pillows until your fingers tangle in his hair, pulling his head up.
"You should see how pretty you look with your ass stuffed, Buck. You take my dick even better than I thought you would." His cheeks burn hot at the praise, almost embarrassed by how his own cock twitched at being called 'pretty'.
"Go on. You wanted this. Show me how badly you needed my dick." He doesn't need to be told twice, rocking himself back and forth so that a few inches slip from him before he drives himself back on them, moaning pathetically each time he does.
"That's it, good boy. Take this cock like it's all yours. Fuck it like you own it." He totally intends to but he needs this to last. He can't keep going at this kind of pace if you're going to keep talking like that and you can tell by the way his tip is practically dripping precum onto the sheets.
"Y-you're too good at this." He chokes out in a half laugh that turns into a whimper when you press forward, sliding into him right to the base.
"You haven't seen anything yet, honey."
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